he always played alone. he knew that he was special.
you can’t express, he won’t accept them walking single file.
they told him he was wrong. they pushed him past his limit.
he looked down in the crimson mirror pool and thought awhile.
so here we are again just me and my reflection
’cause when I need a friend he’s there for me.
when you wanna be somebody else, do you wanna be somebody else?
he painted points in red the day they came to take him
from all those years of ideas no one ever understood.
they blocked out words he said, insisted on the system
when trying to fight the black and white your world will come out blue
so here we are again just me and my reflection
’cause when I need a friend he’s there for me.
when you wanna be somebody else, do you wanna be somebody else?
the things he did were just a grid for kids like him who don’t fit in
repressed impressions on the social wall
'cause in this space, he found no place ‘cause they’ll erase what they can’t face
like he was never there at all
so here we are again just me and my reflection
’cause when I need a friend he’s there for me.
when you wanna be somebody else, do you wanna be somebody else?
do you wanna be somebody else? do you wanna be somebody else?